Chinese New Year's Eve is rife with centuries-old rituals, traditional merry-making and convivial family bonding. On the morning of the Eve, we decided to embark into Chinatown to immerse in the boisterous festivities and soak in the mood yet avoiding the overpowering night crowds.
The Bees were excitedly looking through pasar malam clothes and trinkets, and Hubby bought his favourite bak-kwa, all ready for feasting throughout the 15 days of Lunar New Year! I love the narrow, hot, quaint pasar malam stalls, although Big Bee was not too thrilled by the heat. Little Bee was smart - incessantly extending her arms out and calling out to me to "bao bao" her, so Hubby and I had quite a load to carry!
As the Eve fell on a Sunday, I could adjourn to my Mum's place for a reunion lunch. It was heartwarming to see Mum's dining table laid out with a cheery tablecloth and an impressive New Year's feast. It was one of those rare Kodak moments, and I so enjoyed spending time with my family, which brought a whiff of nostalgia back to my childhood.
The reunion dinner was spent with Hubby's family in a simple, fuss-free steamboat style. Lo-hei followed shortly after, and it never failed to bring megawatt smiles to all our faces. Big Bee and Little Bee were also excitedly tossing the lo-hei goodies. Big Bee was yelling out wishes cheerfully, though they were ostensibly different from the usual adults' wishes of prosperity and health. Hers revolved around the present moment like "I wish the lo-hei will not fall to my hands!". I need to educate her next year on what to say during these sessions.
Little Bee was just delighted she could hold on to a pair of chopsticks and tossing FOOD. Her favourite moment came after the session, when we sat down and she could feast on the lo-hei goodies. She was the last to leave the table, no doubt. She also tried lugging a big box of bak-kwa from the in-laws' place when we were leaving, much to my embarrassment!
We went back home in high spirits, filled with the usual jubilation that imbue us every Chinese New Year's Eve. The most sentimental ritual for the night was really the packing of ang-pows, ready for full blown festivities the following day.
Gong Xi Fa Cai!
No comments:
Post a Comment